Friday, March 13, 2015
destructive
love for him,
far more destructive than any drug.
he goes right for the heart.
he holds on tightly with absent hands.
the unspoken conversations sink in deeper,
as i sink deeper.
downing.
gasping for air.
will you ever shallow your waters,
enough at least for me to stay alive.
for the longer i stay submerged,
the deeper i plunge
away from the light.
and away from all hope.
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